SEPTEMBER 15, 1908.
Aug. 11, Edward, Aug. 8 he-
han tonpi; Michael Hunt qa Lu-
cy Ianaiionpi cincapi.
Aug. 19, John, Aug. 6 hehan
tonpi; Joseph Gray Wind q a Li-
ly Mibebeya cincapi.
Aug. 22, Frank, Aug. 19 he-
han tonpi; Louis Demarce qa
Mary Wa shin gton cincapi .
Emma,. Aug. 12 hehan tonpi,
Philip Lohnes qa Helen Jette
Fort Totten, Aug. 23, Oicobe
ta. Tatankafiina tawicu.
Sept. 4, James Wakanhotain ta.
THE SPONSOR AND THE
You are a sponsor for a child.
You answer for it, took vows for
it when it was baptized and made
a member of Christ, the child of
God, and an inheritor of the
Kingdom of Heaven. This you
did in the light of God and in
presense of His ministers.
Have you faithfully tried to do
your duty as sponsor?
If the child has wandered or
been led away from the Church
did you try, or are you trying to
win it hack?
Do you regularly 4 pray for your.
Does it go to a Catholic school?
If not, why not?
Has it learned the catechism
and other things which it ought
to know, and which you are
charged to see that it should be
If its parents have been neg-
lectful of their duties, have you
more earnestly tried to perform
the sponsorial duties that rest
If the child is old enough, does
it know that it is your God-child?
Have you claimed it as such?
As your position as sponsor is
not an idle one, an empty honor,
but of the most serious import-
ance, it will be well for you to
give the above questions your
very earnest consideration. — Ex-
Andrew Mack after a world
tour has just returned to Boston.
He is full of anecdotes, among
them he tells the following:
While going on a car in the
Killarney District, I noted one
thing. We were talking about
the poverty of the Irish people.
We had on the car with us an
Irish lady and gentleman, an
English woman and myself. Dur-
ing the journey this English wo-
man lost her purse. After go-
ing a half or three quarters of a
mile, she discovered the fact and
she became very excited, and
shouted to the carman:
''Stop the car, stop the car! I
have lost my purse and it con-
tained twenty pounds and my re-
turn ticket. What shall I do?
I may never expect it back again.'
The car man said to her: "Now,
don't be disturbed, madam, if you
have lost anything on the road,
you will surely get it back, and
we will drive on."
She said: "Stop this car, I must
haye my purse."
"Now" he said. "Don't get
excited. Somebody will pick it
up and by the time we get to the
hotel, they will return it. These
Irish people are honest."
"Do you know there is twenty
pounds, one hundred dollars in
that purse," she said. "Think
what that amount of money
would mean to these people?"
"I want to tell you, madam,"
he said, " that these Irish peo-
ple are honest enough to return
Well, the three of us insisted
that he drive on, and we had on-
ly arrived at our destination
when a little Irish boy came run-
ning up, touching his hat, and
"Begging your honor's pardon,
is the owner of this, here? hold-
ing up the purse. The woman
grabbed it and said:
"There, that's mine withou a
thought of gratitude.
Said I: "Here my dear madam,
it seems that the carman's story
is true. Open your purse.
She opened it, and found the
contents intact, the twenty
pounds and her return ticket.
"Well, she said, "I could hard-
ly believe it."
The carman said: "It is a very
hard thing to make you English
believe anything that is good
about the Irish."
She very magnanimously ten-
dered the boy a six pence. I
need not tell you that the other
three of the party made up a
purse for the little lad, unknown
to the loser of the purse, and I
might also add that it contained
a great deal more than sixpence.
AN INDIAN CRUCIFIX.
It is the carving of Christ on
the cross executed and erected
entirely by tbe Spanish tribe of
Indians at their reservation,
North Vancover, B. C. The cross
is in one piece, cut from maho-
gany, and the figure is also in
one piece, carved from a hard
white ivy tree which grows in
the mountains, around the reser-
vation. The carving is a master-
piece, and shows every vein and
muzzle that a living figure would
show. A magnifying glass will
reveal the following inscription
on the base of the cross: "Me-
morial of Solemn Homage to Our
Lord Jesus Christ. Erected by
the Spanish Indians. A. D. 1900.
BENEDICTION is the bless-
ing of the people by Jesus Christ,
really present in the blessed Sa-
After the candles are lighted
upon the altar the priest takes
the Host consecrated at Mass out
of the tabernacle and places it in
a stand of gold or silver called
monstrance or ostensorium,
which remains upon the altar or
upon an elevated throne where
it may be. seen by all the people,
who kneel and adore the Saviour.
The priest then puts incense
into the thurible and waves it
three times in ' the direction of
the Blessed Sacrament as a sym-
bol of the people's prayer. "Let
my prayer be directed as incense
in Thy sight," (Ps. cxl. 2.) The
choir or the people sing special
hymns in honor of Jesus Christ,
usually "O Salutaris Hostia"
[O Saving Victim], and the "Tan-
tum Ergo" [Down in Adoration
Then placing over his shoul-
ders a long silk scarf called the
humeral veil, the priest takes up
the monstrance and with it makes
the sign of the cross over the
people, and thus the Eucharistic
Christ blesses the people.
There, is no more beautiful or
impressing ceremony in the Ca-
tholic Church, as many non-Ca-
tholics who have witnessed it
have testified. After the Bene-
diction the cosecrated Host is
again placed in the tabernacle,
while the choir sings the one
hundred and sixteenth Psalm,
"O praise the Lord, all ye na-
tions," or the hymn, "Holy God
we praise Thy name."
Sayings of Father Paul About
The saintly Benedictine, Fa-
ther Paul of Moll, who died in
1896, often asserted that the souls
delivered from purgatory, by his
prayers and penances, came to
thank him. He used to say that
a great many departed souls
came to him to. ask his prayers
for their delivery, and that at
night his bed was surrounded by
Father Paul said: "The souls
in purgatory are aware of dis-
cords between members of their
family, and this knoledge in-
creases their sufferings."
To a lady who asked him if her
mother was in heaven, he said:
"Madam, your mother would al-
ready be in heaven if she had not
spoiled her children so much.
She is still in purgatory, pray
hard for her."
Another saying of his: "A
good means to avoid a long stay
in purgatory is to die entirely
resigned to the holy will of God."
"One of the most serios draw-
backs to the work of civilizing
and educating our Indian popu-
lation,"' says Secretary Hitch-
cock in a recent report, "con-
sists in facilities afforded them
in all sections of the Indian
country to secure intoxicating
SEPTEMBER 15, 1908.
A DOUBLE HOLD-UP.
Down the path toward the barn
truged Uncle Hewitt, his lantern
casting splashes of. light out into
the darkness of that hour which
comes just before daybreak.
The wagon had been loaded
with produce the night before,
so that when he had harnessed
old Bets he would be ready to
start on his drive of t went v miles
to the city. He was congratu-
lating himself upon his early
start when the kitchen door
opened with a creak, and Aunt
Mandy called in cautioas tones:
'"Hewitt, O Hewitt, you'll be
careful on the way home, won't
"Yes, I'll be careful!'' he call-
ed back, cheerily.
"And don't you forget to put
your money in the sack and pin
it inside your vest with that
safety pin I gave you.'"
"I won't forget," he answered,
. still walking on..
The kitchen door closed, then
opened quickly with a decided
squeak, and Aunt Mandy called,
in an exaggerated stage whisper,
"Hewitt, O Hewitt! and the whis-
per reached him down the length
of the yard. "What you want?"
he asked crossly, for he did not
like to be detained.
"Are you sure you've got the
"Yes, I'm just as sure of it as
I've been every time I've started
to the city for the last fifteen
years, and just as sure I won't
have any use for it, and I'll say
right now that this is the last
time I ever intend to carry the
old thing along."
He shut the yard gate with a
bang that put a stop to all fur-
ther warnings from the kitchen
Out upon the road he started
old Bets at a brisk trot, meaning
to cover a good part of the drive
belore the sun came up.
His lantern cast shadows upon
each side of the familiar road
making it look strange and
"Taint much wonder Mandy
worries and feels uneasy about
me," he mused. "As many trips
as I make before day and after,
night, it does seem a bit risky,
and always coming home with
money, too; but as for that high-
wayman of hers that she's al-
ways conjuring up,' that's to ri
diculous for any use. I guess
the day's past for highwaymen
in this civilized country, least-
ways round obout here," and he
chuckled as he thought of the
many times he had listened to his
wife's admonition from the crack
of the kitchen door
The sun rose upon a glorious
autumn morning, and Uncle
Hewitt jogged along into the city
in time for early market. The
load of produce sold unusually
well, and by a little after noon
Uncle Hewitt was ready for the
After he had passed the city,
limits, he stopped old Bets by the
roadside, and put the proceeds
of his sales into the little bag
stiched by Aunt Mandy's careful
fingers for this purpose. He pin-
ned the bag inside his vest with
the safety pin, and then startet
again on the homeward trip.
When about half way home he
saw in the road just ahead of him
a dapper young man, who walked
with a slight limp. As Uncle
Hewitt drew up even with him,
the stranger looked up and asked,
with a pleasant smile. "Could
you give a fellow a lift for a few
Well, now, I reckon I can, if
you think that riding behind old
Bets will be any quicker way of
getting over the road than walk-
ing,' 1 Uncle Hewitt responded.
It may not be any quicker, but
it certainly will be easier for one
who is slightly crippled, and I'm
sure I am very grateful to you."
"This ain't a stylish rig," Un-
cle Hewitt said, as he moved
over to make room for his pas-
senger. "It's just my market wa-
gon, but it's a good one, and has
hauled many a paying load for
The young man proved a good
listener, and as Uncle Hewitt
liked nothing better than a good
listener, be waxed elojuent in
his discriptioLS of the market
business and the management of
a paying truck farm.
The young man asked such
very intelligent questions at such
opportune times that Uncle Hew-
itts heart warmed towards him,
and he was soon telling him with
the utmost freedom of his sue
cess of the day, of the early sel-
ling out, and of the round _ sum
the produce had brought him.
The talk continued on various
lines of farmwork, until in the
midst of a dissertation on the
value of rotten wood used as a
fertilizer to start sweet potato
beds properly, Uncle Hewitt was
interrupted by the young man
exclaiming, "Oh' what is that?
Over there just beyond that big
tree! Look quick!"
Uncle Hewitt looked, but saw
nothing unusual. When he turn-
ed again towards his companion
he saw somthing unusual — the
muzzle of a shining revolver con-
The young man was smiling,
and said, "I was out looking for
game, and I am very lucky in
finding you on one of your most
successful days. No you needn't
make any disturbance. I happen
to know that the country is not
thickly settled just here, and you
can not obtain help. Just hand
me the proceeds of today, please,
and you may keep your watch
and other valuables."
Uncle Hewitt started to open
his mouth, but the look in the
yonng man's eyes and the little
click near his own eyes caused
him to open his vest instead, and
hand over the little bag contain-
ing the precious funds.
The young man bowed politely;
then as he climbed from the wa-
gon, he said; "I wish to thank
you for your kindness, and in re-
turn give you a bit of advice.
Don't make it a custom to take
in strange passengers and give
them your confidence. Good-by,
And he started back toward
the city%-ith no sign of a limp.
That appellation of "Mr. Hay-
seed" was the last atraw added
to Uncle Hewitt's blazing temper.
It was bad enough to lose so
much of one's hard earnings, but
to be ridiculed afterwards was
intolerable. He allowed old Bets
to plot on, but reached down, and
groping under the seat, brought
out his old horse pistol, and slip-
ping over the tail-board of the
wagon, he started in pursuit of
his former passenger. The rattle
of the wagon and the thud of old
Bets' feet drowned the sound of
his approach as he gained on the
fellow. He came up behind him,
and shouted suddenly: —
"Halt! throw up your hands,
or you'll be a limping in earnest
in a second!"
Turning suddenly the young
man felt the cold touch of the
pistol against his forehead, and
taken so by surprise, he obeyed
orders as promptly as had his
victim of a few moments earlier.
The old pistol was certainly a
most formidably looking weapon,
and the persistency with which
Uncle Hewitt pressed it to his
forehead was terrifying to say
Crow Hill, N. D. Sept. 5, 1908.
Kangi Paha Aug. 20, heehan
Miniwakan Yatkesni Okodakici-
ye mniciyapi qa en itancan piki-
yapi qa dena wicayustanpi.
John Strait itancan. John
Twohearts mazaska awanyaka.
Michael Hunt wowapi kaga.
Miniwakan yatkesni okodaki-
ciye kin de lianhiya ye tuka ka-
tinyaniyopta e unkecinpi, qa mi-
niwakan wastedake Hca wanjigji
en ahiopapi hecen wanonyakapi.
Tona Eyanpaha iyacupi kin
woceki7>reon unyeksuyapi wacm.
Kingi Paha N. D. Sept. 5, 1908.
Benedict Sherman ohna wanji.
John Sherman ohna wanji.
A Life-Saving Station.
A train was just starting to
leave a suburban station, says
The New York Tribune, when
an elderly man rushed across
the platform and jumped on one
of the slowly moving cars. The
rear-end brake -man, who was
standing by, reached up just as
the man got aboard, grabbed his
coat tails and pulled him off.
"There, " he said sternly, ' 'I have
saved your life! Don't ever try
to board a train that way again."
"Thank you," said the old man
calmly. "Thank you for your
thoughtful kindness. It is three
hours till the next train, Isn't it?"
"Three hours and a quarter,"
said the brakeman, "but it is
better to wait that length of time
than to be killed."
The long train, meanwhile,
had been slowly gliding by, slow-
ly gathering speed. Finally the
the last car appeared. This was
the brakeman's car, the one for
which he had been waiting, and
with the easy grace born of long
practice, he started to step ma-
jestically on it.
But the old gentleman seized
him by the coat, and with a
strong jerk pulled him back, and
held him until it was to late.
"One good turn deserves an-
other," said the old gentleman,
with a smile. "You saved my
life, I have saved yours. Now
we are quits."